Event Log: A Jar Full of Sunshine

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: The Jar Full of Sunshine event
Where: Throughout the city
When: May 3rd-May 9th
Warnings: Fireflies as a conduit for drug use. Annoyingly catchy songs.

On May 3rd, you may wake up and notice that something is different about the cave. Are you sure it's the daytime? Maybe you didn't sleep long enough, because it still seems pretty dark outside. Or, of course, the gods are messing with the lights again.

This time, however, it seems like it's actually a good thing. Sometime around the afternoon, some smaller lights begin to appear around the city, trickling in from Delight's temple and flickering on and off. These fireflies are brighter than what you might be used to, but being illuminated by their light will mysteriously allow a small surge of joy to rumble through you.

By May 4th, the shops are stocked with large mason jars, and you can start distributing them and using them to catch these fireflies as you wish. They're most concentrated in and around Delight's temple, but by now, the delight-erflies are pretty fairly spread throughout the city.

Be careful (or don't) of how many you catch! 1-3 fireflies in a jar will be enough to give you a mild emotional boost, at 4-6 you might be able to realize that you're definitely happier than you used to be, at 7-10, you can definitely tell that something is making you more cheerful, warm and happy. Beyond 10 fireflies, the additional effect gets smaller the more fireflies you capture, but it will still continue to build until you may just spend the next few days wrapped around your firefly jar in a pleasantly drugged stupor.

Just, uh... don't forget to eat.

► This log covers May 3rd-May 9th.
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[fleshing]

"Don't let the log go out?" Krieg surveys his jars morosely, unwilling to relinquish the clusters of the bright lights that give him such a good warm tingling, even for a moment. He slides them onto a few of the shelves he has successfully "emptied" due to his fervency in obtaining the materials Noah indicated, and retrieves a few new jars so he can start filling them up as Noah instructed.

It's all a bit slap-dash, perhaps a little too sloppy and clumsy and not as carefully put-together as Noah's little mini-environments, but Krieg presents the first of his jar habitats proudly to him, eager for praise of some kind.

[casperdisaster]

Praise costs nothing for Noah to give, so it’s given easily. If nothing else, Krieg’s enthusiasm goes a long way, and Noah’s pretty sure the fireflies aren’t inclined to care about their home’s appearance if it has what they need.

“Good job! Especially for your first try! I’m sure they’ll love it.” Noah assures Krieg, giving him a smile. Now to get the fireflies from Jar A to Jar B. How hard can it be, right?

“Here, you hold the habitat jar ready, and I’ll use the net to get the fireflies you already caught into it,and that way you can close the lid quick when they’re in.”

This is probably the time to mention that Noah is not, nor has he ever been, ‘the plan guy’. To the point that when he makes a suggestion his friends usually follow it because it’s so rare.

But sure, how hard could this be?

[fleshing]

He scrambles to hold the jar ready with the lid cupped in another hand. Krieg isn't particularly any kind of "ideas" man either, since his "ideas" tend to involve, in short order: slicing things up; setting fire to things, setting fire to himself, slicing things up and then setting fire to them, pulling out sticks of dynamite and running around trying to detonate it over someone's head, and slicing himself up just for kicks.

None of those skills are very useful for transferring fireflies from one jar to another.

"Weapons primed and ready!" he says proudly. He wants to keep his fireflies safe and happy for as long as possible!

[casperdisaster]

It'll be just like scooping up goldfish, Noah's pretty sure.

Spoiler: it turns out to be absolutely nothing like scooping up goldfish.

First off when Noah carefully opens the first jar they don't seem terribly interested in going anywhere, agitated as they might have been earlier. The scooper is too wide to fit into the jar itself, so he ends up giving a little frustrated huff, raising the goldfish scooper to peer inside and see if maybe there's something wrong.

That's when they're interested in making a break for it.

"Oh fuckstick! It's okay, don't worry, I got it!" Noah assures Krieg, sounding very much like someone who does not got it. One of them is a pretty slow wobbly thing, so that one's easy to catch again. It's like it wasn't even trying, or maybe it felt bad at the comedy of errors between Noah and Krieg. Most of the others require a lot of arm pinwheeling but Noah's been catching fireflies for a few days now so he's got some skill at it, memories of a life long gone by resurfacing to provide assistance in this time of need.

The last one though.

That one's a motherfucker. It's trapped in the shop too so it can't get very far, but that's going to require some shelf climbing to get.

Noah uses his hand to cover the opening of the goldfish scooper to keep the fireflies in. He's going to have to get them secure in the jar while he catches that last one. Getting the ones he's caught in the jar proves thankfully easier, though he's trying to keep an eye on that last one so he doesn't lose track of it. This shit is personal now. He made a promise and he's gonna keep it.

"Here, close these ones in - I can get the last one!"

[fleshing]

Krieg's single eye pops wide open the more this scene plays out - Noah getting a faceful of bright-bugs, yelping obscenities that would probably make Salvador roar with laughter, Noah flailing about and nearly knocking more supplies off the shelves in the kerfuffle. Krieg even pumps his fist helpfully, hooting wordless encouragement whenever he scores a catch.

He snatches the goldfish scooper and dumps its contents unceremoniously into the fresh jar, screwing the cap shut before they can worm their way out. And then, because he's much more a do-er than a watch-er, Krieg sets the jar carefully down, bunches up like a cat about to pounce, and springs, hands outstretched to catch the final firefly zipping around the shop like an errant firework.

He misses spectacularly.

And crashes into one of the shelves that's still sending, bringing it loudly to the ground with the protracted, angry clatter of things being dislodged and being thrown into the air.

[casperdisaster]

Noah watches with abject amazing as Krieg pounces. That's an incredibly impressive pounce, even if he failed equally as incredibly. Noah sees his chance, though, as Krieg falls. The firefly ducking low to avoid Krieg's hands.

Noah goes for it.

He uses some of the fallen shelving as a springboard, which is not the wisest plan as this means his foot lands on one of the glass jars. Pro: It didn't break. Con: Now Noah has also lost his balance and is kind of in an uncontrolled soar.

He still tries to catch the firefly as he falls, cupping his hands to not hurt it. This means he has no hands to break his fall. Helpfully(?) there is Krieg, who he ends up falling into a second time today.

The wind is knocked out of him and he's definitely going to have bruises but he can feel the firefly bumping unhappily against his cupped palms. He has caught that little son of a bitch.

"Got it!"

Please do not ask Noah to do a repeat performance of this it will never happen again.

[fleshing]

The shop is in definite shambles by now, their attempts to both create a safe firefly habitat and then catch the little squirts having thoroughly trashed it. Noah lands on top of Krieg in a bizarre repeat of their earlier performance.

Krieg oofs in surprise - he'll undoubtedly have a fresh mélange of bruises to go with a story of this adventure, but Krieg being Krieg, he earnestly doesn't mind in the least - and then, in his infinite joy, utters a shout of victory.

"ENCORE! ENCORE!" He actually applauds, a little clumsily given Noah's awkward position on top of him, but it's the thought that counts.

[casperdisaster]

Noah feels a LITTLE bad about the state they’ve left the shop in, if only for the people who come looking for supplies later, but…

Krieg’s happiness is infectious, especially with the fireflies adding to it. Noah doesn’t feel that bad. Not bad enough to not laugh through the pain, even as he quietly adds ‘ouch’ between breathless laughter as he struggles to get off Krieg and stand using only his elbows as his hands are still occupied holding on to the firefly. Just give him a second here, he’ll get it.

“I don’t think I could do that again even if I wanted to. That was all luck.”

[fleshing]

"What a lovely performance!" Krieg follows suit after Noah's mostly off him, unspooling from his ungainly sprawl and hastening to fetch his jar back so Noah can cram the errant bug into it.

He puffs out his chest happily, proudly, as he starts to unscrew the lid.

"TEAMWORK!"

Even if Krieg's part in the kerfuffle was largely "break things" and "make a mess" but still! Teamwork.

[casperdisaster]

Krieg held the jar, and without his jumping at the firefly it would have never darted down low enough for Noah to be able to make a grab at it. Truly, it was the best of teamwork.

Noah quickly gets that little son of a bitch into the jar, on that note, before it can escape again. He makes a rude gesture at it once it's stashed for good measure, too. Noah making rude gestures is a rather hilarious act - it's like watching a small cute animal attempting to be threatening.

"Think you can remember how to make them all by yourself next time, if you need to make more?" Noah asks.

He's going to ignore the wreckage and destruction around them while he says this. Totally not his fault. Nope.

[fleshing]

"I'll make some bullet points!" Not actual bullets, hopefully, though knowing Krieg it'll probably end up that way one way or another. But he's got an eye that works, and he can pick out all the different parts of the habitat that he can put into his other jars, and then he can keep his happiness bottled up forever! Won't that be great?

"Thanks for the slice!"

[casperdisaster]

Noah laughed, pleased at Krieg’s obvious happiness over this whole ordeal. It made him feel less bad about the destruction caused in the process.

“Alright, I’m going to go back to catching some more for myself. You just find me if you need a reminder, okay? Have fun.”

[fleshing]

"We'll just ping everyone all at once!" says Krieg, with a brief nod to the affirmative.

Now he can keep this happiness with him all the time, and never have to go ripping people's guts out! This is a great development! Maybe he doesn't need the Siren to save him. Maybe he just needed fireflies, this whole time!

[casperdisaster]

It's probably for the best that Noah is not aware of Krieg's inner thought process, he'd feel awful when the fireflies vanished later and extremely worried.

Now he's just happy Krieg is happy. With that goodbye and the problem totally solved, Noah ... well, takes a brief and worried look around the damage they caused, takes his own jar of fireflies, aaaaand just moseys on out of there.

No one can prove it was them.